"How can there be such a sound in this world?" After a long time, Yi Jun spoke, not an affirmative answer, but a question.

This question sentence was obviously a little rude to His Royal Highness Li Qing, who was of honorable status, or Ye Guochang, an old spiritual monk of high status, but neither of them seemed to realize this little offense, and a look of surprise appeared on their faces at the same time.

"Yi Jun, you lead the way!" Li Qing shouted excitedly, now he is like a real youth, not a scheming superior.

"Nice kids. Ye Guochang also stroked his long hair, and his gaze at Yi Jun obviously changed, with praise, praise, envy, and love, but there was no jealousy in it.

This expression and this comment made Yi Jun very excited, and he smiled gratefully at Ye Guochang's old spirit, and then walked in front of Li Qing.

"He should be much stronger than the Chai Jun who is good at arrangers, but, I didn't expect him to think so highly of me!" Even if he is calm by nature, hearing Ye Guochang's praise, Yi Jun couldn't help but feel a little fluttery, so much so that he almost tripped on the mountain rock several times, and fell a that would make everyone laugh.

Following the sound of the piano, Yi Jun led everyone to climb another mountain beam, and the wind and sand suddenly became bigger.

That's right, it's the wind and sand, not the wind and snow that are common in the mountainous areas of Changbai Mountain.

Clusters of sand that came from nowhere were swept up by the wind, and together with the ice and snow on the mountain, they flew up into the sky, and then fell again, blowing from the valley in the east, and then blowing down from the mountain peaks in the south.

"Poof", Dai Zong was blown to the ground first, and he wanted to get up, but his feet were extremely slippery, and he couldn't get up no matter how he climbed.

On the other hand, those boys and girls who were about the same size as Yi Jun were much stronger than Dai Zong's third-class guards with knives, although they were also blown by the strong wind, and the cliffs under their feet did not know when the unusually smooth ice had formed, but they were like spinning tops, constantly turning their bodies to move forward, but they just didn't fall.

However, this is not the most powerful, the most powerful old Lingshi Ye Guochang and the Nine Emperor Princes Li Qing, Green Sleeves, Red Sleeves, Lan Ling, Ke Youchang, Han Wu and other dozen people, in such a violent wind, on such smooth ice under their feet, these people are walking on the ground, and they can't see any difficulty at all.

As for Yi Jun, who led the way at the front, he was not as chic as these people, he bent down and pulled out the dark iron dagger he tied to his leg, and inserted the dagger into the ice again and again to help him maintain his figure, so that he would not fall and get up like Dai Zong.

"The test starts, everyone remembers the rules, no one can help anyone, otherwise it's a foul, and the price of a foul is something that none of us here can afford, and I've stressed this to you again and again, and now, everyone is on your own. Ye Guochang's old spirit man's voice resounded at this time, louder than the wind, like thunder in everyone's ears.

The sound was so loud that the two teenagers were so startled that they could no longer maintain their spinning top-like bodies, and their feet slipped and they fell to the ground, and then, as if someone was pulling them, they instantly slid down the mountain beam they had just climbed.

Ye Guochang didn't glance at the two teenagers who had slipped off the mountain beam, and his eyes fell on Yi Jun, who was struggling to maintain his figure.

"Can you still hear the sound of the piano?" the old spirit priest asked him, but this time the sound was not loud and sudden, and it clearly passed through the wind and sand into Yi Jun's ears, not in a hurry, with a strange power.

"It's okay!" Yi Jun listened to the faint sound of the piano in the wind and sand, almost like the whimper of the mountain wind, and discerned its direction, and then walked forward with his hands and feet.

Joy appeared on Ye Guochang's face again, and excitement also appeared on the face of the Nine Emperor Princes, and he walked slowly forward with Yi Jun.

As we moved forward, the wind and sand became more and more violent, and the ice under my feet froze stronger and smoother.

"The direction is right. Feeling the increasingly violent wind and sand, and feeling that his feet had begun to slip, Ye Guochang not only did not feel distressed, but became more and more joyful, and looked at Yi Jun with an appreciative smile more and more.

Yi Jun led in the right direction, he heard the sound of the piano when everyone couldn't hear it, and this psychic sensitivity was stronger than everyone present, including himself.

"Fortunately, Dai Zong unexpectedly found a psychic seedling in this mountainous area, otherwise we would have returned in vain. Ye Guochang thought so in his heart.

It's just that Ye Guochang has the heart and heart to appreciate Yi Jun, and the others are not in the mood at all - because they can't bear the increasingly fierce wind and sand.

"Puff" and "Puff" are constantly blown to the ground, and some even roll down the mountain beam, barely able to stabilize their bodies do not dare to stand upright, all of them lie down, and even lie on the ground, reach out and grab all the objects around them that can help them walk, the raised corners of the rocks, the shrubs and weeds that grow tenaciously from the cracks in the stones, have become very popular things.

Someone fell a few times in succession, and the fall hurt, and he couldn't help cursing in a low voice, but the wind and sand were too big, and even those who were close at hand couldn't hear what he was scolding.

The wind howled, and the temperature continued to drop, and soon, the breath exhaled from everyone's mouths turned into a thick white mist, and the sweat from climbing the mountain just now quickly condensed into ice, even if it was constantly moving, it was difficult to resist the severe cold that invaded the bone marrow.

A lot of people's faces are starting to turn blue.

Only the Nine Emperor Princes Li Qing, Red Sleeves, Green Sleeves, Lan Ling, Ke Youchang, Han Wu and other dozens of people had their faces as usual, showing a very different physique from mortals.

"Your Highness, let's find a sheltered place to hide from the wind!" a young man in a mink fur couldn't bear the cold anymore, and shouted because he had a personal relationship with His Royal Highness the Nine Emperor Princes.

Listening to the words of the young man Ermine Qiu, the Nine Emperor Prince Li Qing couldn't help but look at the old man Ye Guochang again, it seemed that he couldn't bear it anymore.

The old man Ye Guochang shook his head slowly.

"It's useless, this is the illusion of heaven and earth formed by the psychic spirit of the temple messenger Xiao Tianhou, it is not the real wind and sand, caves, bunkers or something, it can't be stopped at all, what she wants to test is your spiritual power, not just your physique. He explained aloud.

Then, he asked Yi Jun again: "How is it, can you still hold on, can you still hear the sound of the piano?"

"In front, it's just that I can't seem to walk anymore. Yi Jun had already felt the limit of his physical strength at this time, leaned over, grabbed the corner of a rock with both hands, and turned around and yelled at Ye Guochang.

Although the old man Ye Guochang thought that this was the attack of the extremely powerful temple envoy Xiao Tianhou on everyone's spiritual power, it was not the real wind and sand, and the cold was not really cold, but he was still a little trembling like everyone, showing that he was not completely immune to the spiritual attack of the temple envoy.

Listening to the words of the old man Ye Guochang, everyone's expressions were all grim, especially the few people who were closest to the Nine Emperor Princes and had long known the situation of this test and the real purpose of coming to Changbai Mountain this time, and they all showed a resolute look on their faces.

Yi Jun didn't know anything, he didn't know what everyone was looking for the source of the sound of the qin, and he didn't know the real purpose of the Nine Emperors and their coming to Changbai Mountain, and he couldn't even fully understand what the old man Ye Guochang said.

What is a temple? What does the messenger do? An illusion of heaven and earth? Could it be that now the wind blows the body, the sand hits the face with great pain, and the cold invades the bone marrow, are these all illusions? Is this what the so-called psychic is? How can it be so powerful?

Also, what is mental power?

Although he was puzzled in his heart, this was not the time to ask someone, he could only grit his teeth like everyone else, resist the raging wind and sand, resist the severe cold, and desperately persevere.

As the minutes passed, there was finally someone who couldn't resist it at first, and his mind gradually became confused, his body stiffened to the ground, and then he fell into eternal darkness, becoming a part of this icy and snowy land.

Seeing someone falling, the others couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring in their hearts, and the eyes that looked at the old man Ye Guochang slowly changed, from the original absolute trust to suspicion.

The dead companions were so real, they fell to the ground like stumps, and soon they were no longer breathing, and their bodies were covered with ice and snow, and they could not pry them with scabbards.

Could it be that this is also false, a so-called illusion?

If it's all fake, then what's real?

These doubts spread like weeds in the hearts of everyone, and the team became more and more silent and silent.

However, fortunately, there were Ye Guochang, Li Qing and others leading the way, following the direction that Yi Jun had just pointed out.

It's just that everyone doesn't know how to use their spiritual power to fight against each other's heaven and earth illusions, so they can only use the methods they are familiar with, constantly walking in this wind and sand, relying on movement to fight against the wind and sand and the cold.

Sure enough, as Ye Guochang said, even if everyone walked under the ridge, behind the boulders in the sheltered valley, and even in the cave, the wild wind and sand also blew people to stagger, and the severe cold could not be reduced at all, but it was like falling into a pool, and the cold was even more unbearable.

Two hours later, the team of more than 50 people, stiff and unable to move in the wind and snow, had reached as many as thirty or forty people.

The Nine Emperor Princes, Li Qing's face became more and more ugly, and Ye Guochang, who had always been calm and composed, was also a little anxious at this time, because he saw that his few proud apprentices, such as Han Wu and Wu Jilang, began to falter and couldn't hold on, but the big black Chai Jun, who he was most unoptimistic about, followed from the end of the team, although he was very embarrassed, but it seemed that there was no problem with holding on for an hour or two.

"Teacher, I heard that Xiao Tianhou is kind by nature and rarely kills, and besides, today is just a small test...... Li Qing turned his head and said to Ye Guochang, that Ye Guochang is his psychic teacher, so he has always been commensurate with a teacher.

Listening to the question of the Nine Emperor Princes, the old man Ye Guochang's face suddenly became a little embarrassed, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the back of the team, where Yi Jun was left behind.

At a glance, Ye Guochang couldn't help but be surprised.

I saw that at the position of a mountain beam that they had just walked on, a thin and slender figure was crawling forward with great difficulty, and countless ice cubes had been frozen on his body, which continued to break and then condense as he continued to move forward.

He held a sharp, dark black dagger in his hand, sticking into the ice in front of him and the rocks below, and as he walked, a line of blood stretched out behind him.

"What is he doing?" Ye Guochang was startled, his toes touched the ground, and his body suddenly flew up like a roc, and he came to Yi Jun's side after a few ups and downs.

It's just that Ye Guochang didn't dare to reach out to help Yi Jun, for fear of annoying the temple envoy called Xiao Tianhou and causing her to sentence everyone to foul, so that all the efforts of these people today would be in vain, and all the suffering they had endured would be fruitless.

Soon, Ye Guochang knew what was going on with the blood line behind Yi Jun.

It turned out that as he continued to crawl forward, it didn't take a while for Yi Jun to use his extremely sharp dark iron dagger to lightly tap on his thigh, and the dagger quickly pierced the animal skin clothes on his body, piercing the skin on his body, and then blood flowed out.

I don't know how many times Yi Jun stabbed, and I don't know how much blood Yi Jun shed, because the wind and sand were too big, because Yi Jun just climbed out a few steps, and the wind and sand behind him covered up the blood flowing from him, but Rao was like this, and the old spirit man Ye Guochang was also very moved.

It's not because I feel that Yi Jun is ruthless enough, because I have seen too many lives and deaths, but also because the army that followed Dashun has fought too many big battles, and he is more ruthless than Yi Jun, and he has seen a lot more than the sergeant Lao Lingshi who is not afraid of death.

What really moved him was the frequency and strength of Yi Jun's stabbing of his thigh, this frequency was not very fast, not too slow, and the depth of the penetration was not too deep, just gently reaching the level of stimulating the spirit before turning around.

However, how could Yi Jun do this? You must know that this is not really cold, nor is there real wind and sand, it is all the illusion of heaven and earth in the spiritual world of the Great Spirit Master of the Five Realms, Xiao Tianhou, this illusion is aggressive, and it is often a single attack that knocks down the person who has reached its attack limit.

Just like those teenagers in the Holy Hall, all of them are higher than Yi Jun, and they have spiritual power in their bodies that Yi Jun does not have, but when Xiao Tianhou's spiritual attack came, those who couldn't bear it immediately fainted and fell into the wind and sand.

But how did Yi Jun not faint, and he was able to clearly judge the limit of his mental strength, use external force to stimulate himself before the limit arrived, use external force to keep himself from fainting, and improve his persistence time, how did he do it?

Not to mention these young people in the Holy Hall, it was Ye Guochang Old Spiritual Scholar himself, after Xiao Tianhou launched an attack that exceeded his spiritual limit, he could only faint immediately, and it was impossible for him to give himself a knife at the moment when he was not dizzy.

"Strange! He obviously doesn't have a trace of aura in his body, just a quasi-spiritual person who has psychic ability, but he has not entered, and he is not a real spiritual person. Ye Guochang was dumbfounded.

It's just that this kind of consternation Ye Guochang didn't last long, because he lived long enough, because he had seen more weird things, so he didn't pay special attention to this matter, and he was more concerned about whether they could still complete the assessment of the temple envoy Xiao Tianhou.

So, he lowered his head and asked loudly in Yi Jun's ear, "Little friend, can you still hear the sound of the piano?

Yi Jun was trembling like a candle in the wind at this time, although he lived in Changbai Mountain all the year round, he had never encountered such a cold and strange wind and sand, and this cold was beyond the limit of normal human tolerance.

Hearing the old man Ye Guochang's inquiry, Yi Jun tried his best to suppress his trembling body and listened attentively.

However, in addition to the terrible and screaming sound of wind and sand, where can you find the existence of half a piano sound.

Yi Jun was sure for a long time and didn't determine where the qin yin was hiding at this time, so he shook his head helplessly.

"Can't even you hear it?" Hearing Yi Jun's answer, the old man Ye Guochang couldn't help but show a look of despair on his face.